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the guests have gone |
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our hearts have beaten with the last song sung tonight |
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resilience running in our veins* |
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we're picking up the pieces as we watch them fall |
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like a cannonball |
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we watch you fall |
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[x6] |
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bury me deep in this mausoleum |
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bury me to my neck so i can't feel my limbs |
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we're not going to make it |
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not this time |
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when you say that could you look me in the eye |
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let's paint this town in a sheet of red |
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and burn like passion in our hands |
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[x3] |
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we'll burn with passion |
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we'll burn with passion |
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we'll burn |
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come on baby! |
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and just let it go |
